Chapter 274 She Was So Confident


On a domestic live-streaming platform,


[My god!]


[Ah!]


[This is not shooting a movie?! Is this the fucking real world? Who will punch me? ]


[I know it's inappropriate, but I still want to shout, Ebony is awesome!]


[No, why are you happy? Didn't she provoke the rebels by doing this?!]


[I also want to ask, is it appropriate to provoke others on their turf in this way?]


With the black muzzle came a sense of compelling deterrent.


Ebony smiled and looked at the rebel leader across from her. Then she glanced at Lloyd at the vent, out of the corner of her eye.


This rebel leader was too impulsive and they had to intimidate him, or bloodshed would happen soon.


Government forces would not surrender, and that was for sure. It was surrender. Which country's government would surrender to the rebels?


The leader of the government would never bow his head to a group of rebels in order not to hurt the people of other countries.


The government army was not benevolent enough to surrender their power and bow their heads to their enemies to protect a group of strangers from other countries.


So the government army was certainly not going to surrender.


But if the government forces did not surrender, it would anger the not-so-smart rebel leader.


This rebel leader's mentality was really bad. As soon as he heard that the government would not surrender, he immediately lost his temper. He couldn't sit still and commanded me to start live streaming.


Well, if it was broadcast live around the world, it would be no longer civil war. It rose directly to the level of an international terrorist attack!


Ebony couldn't sit by and watch this idiot mess around.


Lloyd's shot and Ebony's counterattack were just to gain the right to speak, and then have a good talk with the rebel leader.


Don't ask why she was heroic enough to do so. She was the future Crocan goddess of war. Of course, she was heroic.


Yes, before she even entered the military school, Ebony had regarded herself as the future Crocan goddess of war. With such self-confidence and initiative, she wouldn't change her mind.


The surroundings became quiet again.


Ebony put the machine gun on the rebel leader's forehead and looked at him sweating profusely. She said coldly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"


The rebel leader frowned at her.


Ebony said, "Let's talk?"


"Talk?"


Ebony glanced at his wrist and said, "Don't act like it's a big deal. It's just a skin injury. It's just a little scratched."


The rebel leader put down his hand coldly.


It was true that his wrist wasn't seriously injured. It was only a graze and the bullet didn't go into the flesh.


He pressed the wound and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"


Ebony looked around. There were countless people here of different races and skin colors. All of them were innocently stranded because of heavy rain, and then they were implicated.


No one wanted to die.


Ebony said, "We can accompany you to wait slowly until the government forces take the initiative to negotiate and reach an agreement with you. But don't be like just now. You can't hurt people again. We are not going to be punched, kicked, and threatened with a gun as you please without doing anything."


The rebel leader sneered, and he waved his hand, "Negotiate terms with me? Look at how many men I have!"


"Don't your men have their families?" Ebony replied coldly.


She glanced at the rebels holding guns around her, and squinted her eyes, "If you kill foreigners, there is no way back. Even if your uprising succeeds in the end and you snatch the country, your subordinates have to die to pacify the international anger!"


The rebel leader was taken aback. The rebels were also taken aback


In the vent, Lloyd now aimed the gun between the rebel leader's eyebrows.


Ebony's words were suspected of inciting discord. If this rebel leader was any smarter, he would hear that Ebony was inciting the emotions of the rebels.


Such ambiguous and dangerous verbal tricks were generally used in police negotiations or military negotiations. Of course, the underworld used them often too. He wondered where she had learned it from.


Lloyd glanced at Ebony and then turned his gaze back to the rebel leader.


The leader of the rebel army did not want to kill, but the head of the rebels had said that this was the order of the military adviser who said that they should make a big scene.


His eyes swept his surroundings, and the rebel leader didn't know where the shot was fired just now. How many people were hidden in the darkness? Was it someone from the Crocan military? Impossible! The incident had happened less than half an hour ago, and the Crocan people couldn't have come so quickly.


The rebel leader gave Ebony a deep look. He hesitated and said, "As long as you behave, we also want to solve the problem peacefully."


Ebony put the machine gun down, held it in her arms, and said, "Okay."


The rebel leader looked at the machine gun in her arms and knew that she meant not to return it. He was silent for a while. Then he waved his hand and led his men to the other side.


The live streaming had not been disconnected.


In foreign live streaming rooms, the bullet screen had never been interrupted.


[Who said she wasn't good enough for Lloyd? I think she deserves him!]


[This girl is very brave. She persuaded the rebels to give up threatening the government forces in extreme ways. Yes, once someone died under the gun, this matter would be completely unstoppable.]


[I hope this matter will be resolved as soon as possible, and I hope everyone is ok.]


[I'm not a Lloyd fan, but I just want to know the girl's name right now.]


[Her name is Ebony, and she's a Crocan actress.]


[My God, she's holding the gun very professionally. She doesn't look like a star at all. She looks more like a petite and sweet soldier. ]


[...]


[...She is anything but sweet.]


Time passed by minute by minute. Soon, the rebel leader received a second call.


At the same time, in the vent, Lloyd also transmitted a new message to Ebony with his fingers, [The government army is still deadlocked, and the head of the rebels is on his way to the airport.]


Head of rebels?


Half an hour later, the legendary rebel leader appeared.


The glass door of the hotel was pushed open. A group of people entered quickly. The man in the lead was tall, brown-skinned, and grumpy with a scar on his face.


When he saw the rebel leader, he frowned and negotiated with him.


They talked a lot. Ebony, holding the gun, stayed on the other side, trying to read their lips. Military adviser?


Then, she saw the head of the rebel army beckoned to the back, and then a man with an Asean face walked past the crowd.


Ebony frowned. She had just observed everyone who came in. Why didn't she notice that there was an Asean man?


The Asean man seemed to notice Ebony's gaze, and he glanced in her direction.


It was only for a split second that their eyes met. But at that moment, Ebony was stunned. He had a pair of gloomy and cold gray eyes. These eyes... It was her master!


His face was not her master's face. It should be painted with special effects makeup, but his eyes were her master's eyes!


Ebony couldn't take her eyes off him in shock!


How could her master be together with Bierske's rebels? He was some military adviser?


On the side of the air vent diagonally above, Lloyd's fingers moved again.


Ebony knew that Lloyd had a message to send her, and she hurriedly looked over.


Then she saw Lloyd use Morse code, and asked her, "Is he good-looking? Why are you staring at him?"